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Array ( [sid] => 141319 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Fading... [time] => 2008-04-02 09:11:33 [hometext] => [bodytext] => She sits alone, staring out the window, watching the rain fall.
She gave him her all
And got nothing but pain back.
She wonders what it was about him that captivated her so.
God, that seemed so long ago.
Now she can’t even form coherent thoughts.
Everything feels numb.
Look how far she’s come—
From miserable to empty.
She can’t even be angry.

A raindrop trickles down onto the windowsill.
She wants her blood to spill,
Her life to end, and all this pain to go away.
She dreads Monday—
The next time she must see his face.
Oh, how she misses his embrace.
The way his arms would wrap around her waist and hold her tight,
All day and night.

A single tear rolls down her cheek.
She feels so weak.
Shaking the memory away, she presses down on the blade.
And smiles as her vision begins to fade…
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Fading...

Contributed by Bubbles02 on Wednesday, 2nd April 2008 @ 09:11:33 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



She sits alone, staring out the window, watching the rain fall.
She gave him her all
And got nothing but pain back.
She wonders what it was about him that captivated her so.
God, that seemed so long ago.
Now she can’t even form coherent thoughts.
Everything feels numb.
Look how far she’s come—
From miserable to empty.
She can’t even be angry.

A raindrop trickles down onto the windowsill.
She wants her blood to spill,
Her life to end, and all this pain to go away.
She dreads Monday—
The next time she must see his face.
Oh, how she misses his embrace.
The way his arms would wrap around her waist and hold her tight,
All day and night.

A single tear rolls down her cheek.
She feels so weak.
Shaking the memory away, she presses down on the blade.
And smiles as her vision begins to fade…




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Re: Fading... (User Rating: 1 )
by althea_kendry on Wednesday, 2nd April 2008 @ 09:29:39 AM AEST
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WOW i reli like this poem great job :)

altho i hope u r not serious bout th cuttin thing cuz even tho i dnt reli no u tht wuld still make me way sad if it were tru .. i reli reli reli hope it aint tru ....

but anyway great poem :)


Re: Fading... (User Rating: 1 )
by LoveStruck_Hippie on Wednesday, 2nd April 2008 @ 09:59:00 AM AEST
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I feel your pain in this so very much like my own. Our words can spill to the page as blood as long as we don't act on the impulse.

Moving write.

Peace

~Shannon


Re: Fading... (User Rating: 1 )
by ZiggyB on Wednesday, 2nd April 2008 @ 04:12:39 PM AEST
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This is a sad poem - but good writing.


Re: Fading... (User Rating: 1 )
by angel_blue on Thursday, 3rd April 2008 @ 12:48:32 AM AEST
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evokes a lot of feeling, which is the purpose of good writing. well done


Re: Fading... (User Rating: 1 )
by angel_blue on Thursday, 3rd April 2008 @ 12:48:32 AM AEST
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evokes a lot of feeling, which is the purpose of good writing. well done


Re: Fading... (User Rating: 1 )
by diba_perfect on Sunday, 13th April 2008 @ 05:26:33 AM AEST
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nice write...




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